Hello.
You’re born with a ton of fucks to give, so you spend them like a kid with a credit card. You give fucks about your friends, about your grades, about your fashion sense, about strangers’ opinions. You give way too many fucks about way too many things. You have so many. Then, as you get older, you have maybe 10 fucks per month, so you learn to budget them. You allocate fucks to family and career, but there aren’t enough fucks to give to the newest fads. Oh, someone at work has something they need my help with that’s outside my job title? I’ll do my best to allocate some fucks, but this month is pretty tight. Then, as you get even older, you’re down to 1-2 fucks per month, and those fucks are pretty damn precious. You give them to your family and your hobbies and your job, and that’s kinda it. It’s not your fault – fucks expire too quickly. I would’ve liked to save my fucks from when I was younger but I can’t. Then, you hit fuck insolvency. You’re getting like 1 fuck a year, and you have to make it last. So you go without, and even previously fuck-worthy things, you just can’t give a fuck. Some people run out really quickly, Some people have a fuck trust fund that pays out a decent amount even into old age. But at some point, the fuck faucet runs completely dry and you’re out of fucks to give. It’s just basic Fuckonomics.

-Unknown English Teacher (via swarthyvillain)

I’ve never read anything more fucking true in my whole fucking life. 

Fuck.

(via unicornempire)

I actually really love this analogy.

(via wincherella)

This explains my everything.

(via everyfiredies)

Absolutely true.

(via artofmixedmessages)

Maybe it’s better to not try at all. 

ven0moth:

mehjerome:

brattylifts:

AGGRESSIVE

Straight to the point.


 it’s caled a fucking date

ven0moth:

mehjerome:

brattylifts:

AGGRESSIVE

Straight to the point.

it’s caled a fucking date

sparkcas:

all i can imagine is all of them doing the grudge walk and assembling like a damn transformer at the end of a dark hallway in the middle of the night when i went to go get a glass of water

sparkcas:

all i can imagine is all of them doing the grudge walk and assembling like a damn transformer at the end of a dark hallway in the middle of the night when i went to go get a glass of water

bishopmyles:

e-bae:

Told this girl to text me when she got home… I think she homeless

lmfaooooooooooooooo

I let it go. It’s like swimming against the current. It exhausts you. After a while, whoever you are, you just have to let go, and the river brings you home.
Joanne Harris, Five Quarters of the Orange (via coyotegold)

rupsidaisy:

gay8:

fuck attractive people

that’s the plan

Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

snark0lepsy:

The Whitest Kids U’ Know x

gotemcoach:

ZACH LAVINE:  Your 2015 NBA Slam Dunk Champion

#GotEm

wentzslut:

LETS GET HIGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!grades